A/N: Hey guys! This is my new project, I have been browsing through Glee roleplaying sites on Facebook and Tumblr and have found this character, Charlie. There are also a few fanfics about her and I wanted to try it out, I hope you enjoy! x
"Mom?" I whisper, too nervous to speak aloud. In normal circumstances she would not have been able to hear me but somehow she did.
"Yes, honey. It's me." My Mom said, smiling warmly at me. She looked so pretty, not a wrinkle on her face. She looked so happy to see me, almost as if she hadn't stopped thinking about me since the day she gave me away.
"Why did you leave me?" I asked, more confident in myself. She shifted uncomfortably and opened her mouth to speak, as she moved her lips, the sound that escaped them was muffled, even though she was stood about half a metre away from me...
I slowly opened my eyes, almost blinded by the sunlight that poured into my room. I looked around, there was no trace of my birth mother at all, it had all been a dream. I got up from my four poster bed and walked over to the sliding doors that led to the balcony. I walked towards the glass barrier that prevented me from falling to my death. I leaned forwards, resting my hand on the barrier, looking at the many posters and banners advertising the musicals that changed theatre forever.
I thought back to my dream about my birth mother, I've known I was adopted since I was 7, Carrie and Billy never really hid it from me, they taught me to call them by their first names, not wanting to deceive me into thinking they were my real parents, even though, apart from being blood related, they ticked all the boxes for being my parents. I was pulled from my thoughts quickly as Carrie shouted me from out in the hall.
"Charlie! Lydia is at the door, she wants to go to Central Park! " Great! Just what I need, an arrogant bitch who only thinks of herself is dragging me down to Central Park to ogle at the eye-candy, that is exactly how I want to spend my day.
'I do need to get out of the house though...' I thought to myself.
"I'll be right down! I'll just get ready. Carrie, could you make a cup of coffee for Lydia, I might be a while." I wasn't even lying, I was going to be forever, deciding what to wear and how to do my hair, that rhymes, ha ha, I'm such a clothes whore.
I rifled through my walk in wardrobe, throwing various items of clothing over my shoulder. I suddenly found something that would be perfect, a strapless, royal blue, pleated mini dress with a fixed in, belted waist. I needed to accessorize this dress to the max, I grabbed my Yves Saint Laurent blue tribute heels and my white Belstaff Blousen cropped leather jacket. I back-combed my hair, accenting my thick side fringe and added a white gold necklace with a diamond stud right in the middle and a pair of white gold hoops and walked into the hall and down the stairs to the kitchen.
I saw Lydia sat at the glass table with an empty mug, she was wearing a red dress that flared off at the knee, a pair of red heels with revealed toes and had her chocolate brown hair in loose waves down to her shoulders. She turned to me and smiled before opening her mouth and speaking.
"Damn, girl! You have outdone yourself this time!" I felt immensely proud of what I was wearing because it was very difficult to get a compliment from Lydia. I walked towards the door and signalled for her to follow, which she did. I shouted a quick goodbye to Carrie and left, with Lydia in tow.
We arrived at Central Park about 10 minutes later and decided that we should walk around, instead of sitting in Central Park all morning, so we walked towards the exit when we heard the musical intro to 'New York New York' start to play. We turned to see a group of about 12 people dancing and skipping through Central Park whilst singing an incredible mash-up of 'I Love New York' and 'New York New York.' One of the singers caught my eye, I looked closer and let out a gasp.
"Lottie? You okay?" Lydia asked, worriedly, obviously having heard me gasp. I just looked on while I spoke, never taking my eyes off of the girl that could only be described as... my twin!
"Lyddie, LOOK!" I shouted, not believing my eyes, I lifted my finger and pointed to the blonde girl, who looked like a mirror image of me. Lydia followed my finger to her and then did something very out of character. Lydia fainted. I shouted for someone to help her and then ran towards the group of singers, who had just finished their song, and were congratulating and hugging each other. I decided that I should wait for them to finish and then approach my doppelganger in private. The group were moving away, while a short, brown haired girl with a nose-to-face ratio that could rival Barbra Streisand and my mirror image shuffled along behind. I saw the brown haired girl wave to her and walk off and decided it was now or never. I walked forward and cleared my throat, thinking of what to say, the girl sat down and I walked up to the bench she was sat on and sat beside her, she hadn't noticed so I said the most awkward thing possible.
"Hi"
The girl turned to look at me, and then looked away. I waited, knowing that she would realise soon. I saw her do a double take, her eyes wide.
"OH MY GOD!" she exclaimed, looking like she was going to do 'a Lydia' on me and faint. I watched as she studied my face, every now and again mouthing the word 'impossible.' "This is trippy, what did I drink?"
"Whatever you drank, I drank it too." I said, just as shocked as she was. We were identical, not a difference between us apart from our hairstyle and difference in fashion sense. I saw her calm down a little, so I decided to ask her some questions. "What's your name?"
"Quinn... Fabray" she said hesitantly, obviously trying to get her head around how alike we looked. "What's yours?"
"Charlotte Harrison" This was crazy, I kept wondering where she was from, as her accent wasn't from here. "Where are you from?"
"Lima, Ohio" she sated with a look of distaste, she obviously didn't like it there. "You obviously live here, you have the accent. I can't believe this, it's like that film 'The Parent Trap' apart from the fact that I live with both of my real parents. How is this possible if I'm blood related to both of my parents?" Quinn asked a very smart question and I was just about to answer it when my phone started playing 'Liar, Liar.' I took my phone from my jacket pocket and pressed the 'End Call' button, wanting to answer Quinn's question.
"I'm adopted; my adopted parents, Carrie and Billy, told me about two years ago." I started putting the pieces of information together and came to a conclusion that seemed very likely: Quinn is my twin sister. She had obviously come to the same realisation as a small smile appeared on her lips.
"You're my twin sister, what's your birth date?" She was good at this whole interrogation thing, I felt really happy that I had a twin, it was something I had always wanted.
"August 5th, 1994." As soon as I said 1994, she came at me with a gigantic hug that I couldn't help but return. I realised that she had started crying and so had I. We stayed in our hug for a while and then broke apart, smiling at each other excitedly. My phone rang again and I checked it, only to see Carrie's name on the screen. "It's my adopted mom, Carrie. I'll be one second." She nodded and I got up and walked to the bench across from Quinn.
"Hello?" I said when I answered the phone.
"Hi, Charlie, where are you, honey? Lydia is here, she said you took off somewhere."
"I'm still in Central Park, I'm with someone I wasn't expecting to see." I said with a smile on my face. Quinn must've heard what I said because she was trying to suppress giggles.
"OH, who would that be, honey?"
"My twin sister." I said, calmly. I heard a gasp and then I heard something smash.
"You met your sister!"
"Yea- wait, YOU KNEW!" I was angry now and I wanted to know why she hadn't told me. I hung up my phone, gave Quinn my number and got hers, gave her a hug and told her to meet me at Tiffany's and Co. tomorrow morning, then ran home.
Once I got home, I ran around the back of the house and pushed open the sliding doors, storming into the kitchen to see Carrie sat at the table.
"HOW COULD YOU! HOW COULD YOU NOT TELL ME I HAD A TWIN SISTER! HOW COULD YOU!" I screamed, not hiding my anger towards her.
"I was told not to, the adoption agency told me it would make it difficult for you to live with us, knowing you had a sister your own age." She looked guilty but I didn't care. I moved closer to her and began shouting again.
"SCREW THE ADOPTION AGENCY, SCREW THE ADOPTION ALTOGETHER AND SCREW YOU!" I ran to my room and packed all my suitcases, lugged them all downstairs and loaded them into my car, I was about to text Lydia when I remembered that I had Quinn for that now. I quickly typed out the message.
To: Quinn : )
Meet me at Central Park in 15. :'(
C x
I drove to Central Park, parked up and got out of the car. I walked towards the bench next to the entrance and sat down. My phone vibrated and I retrieved it, reading the message.
From: Quinn : )
I'm on my way!
Q x
I saw a cab pull up next to my car, Quinn emerged from it and paid the driver. She turned and saw me, her face full of sympathy; she walked over and pulled me into a hug. I hugged her back, tears streaming from my eyes.
"I left home, Quinn. I have nowhere to go." I whispered, unable to speak louder because of the crying.
"Did you bring any money?" she asked and I nodded, I brought my life savings with me, which was about $3000. "Good, then you can buy a room at the hotel I'm staying at and after me and my team have competed at the National Show Choir Championships, you can buy a plane ticket and travel back to Lima with me." I saw the truth in her eyes and hugged her again, whispering my thanks. When we broke apart, I led Quinn to my car; we both got inside and Quinn directed me to the hotel.
The fee for the next two nights came to $550, which I paid happily and was given my room card, the concierge took my suitcases to my room and then me and Quinn gave each other a hug and went to our rooms.
Well that's Chapter 1, I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! The next chapter will be up soon! R&R! xxx